My Name Is

Hi! My name is (What?)

My name is (Who?)

My name is JC bitch

My name is JC, I'm a killer from Burbank

And in case you didn't know, I'm already at the highest rank

in this game, and no one else can step to this shit

I smacked Kanye out his throne and butt fucked his bitch

til she bled all over slowly dying in her bed

and flipped them and the police off, got in my car and fled (fuck you!!)

People call my rhymes crazy, guess that makes two of us

But I'm still ill enough to kill you recklessly driving a shuttle bus

I'll give every wack rapper a verbal beat down

and make em literally feel it while they sit there with frowns

on their little faces jealous of me being at the top

and I'm sick enough to break people's wrists with a mop

Rap seems to have a cavity, I'll be the one to fill it

And if y'all try and play sick, I'll yell, "Bitch, I'm the illest!"

You all can shut your mouths, or my crew will shut it for you

by killing y'all in rap battles then giving y'all the swine flu

// Verse 2:

My 5th grade teacher tried to flunk me in elementary

Well, I passed (Yay!) but she was as crazy

as the Incredible Hulk high on acid, weed, and 2 bags of shrooms

I'm clean sweeping this shit, get out the fucking broom

I'm the type that could start a bunch of forest fires

And kill Smokey the Bear with tree branches and wear his attire

But only I can prevent me from being beat

So I stay away from Hell's Kitchen, even though I can handle the heat

95% of my life I was lied to

I just found out my dad tells more lies than I do (Damn..)

I wanted to fuck him over for all the shit he did

Then, I thought, why bother? He was already a huge dick

But I still have more balls than him, I let my true feelings out

He probably thinks I'm someone he can't even live without

Nah, fuck that, I'll do this shit my own way

And maybe he'll think about his wrong doings someday

I'm a pioneer in this game, but I'm no Rick Ross

Shit, I done hit the gym 'fore I started to be a boss

And you Trinidadian maniacs are asking for ass kisses

and looking for attention with your wack ass disses

I don't have to spit, I could beat you with telekinesis

then roundhouse you and leave you with 100 stitches

Haha, my rhymes are just that deadly

and your rhymes are just so.. I don't know... petty (Haha)

Nah, fuck that, your rhymes won't match me anyway

You couldn't light it up even if you dislocated your shoulder blade

This just proves how irrelevant all of you are

I'd rather see you dead with all your remains in a jar

I'm spreading like rabies from an animal to a human

If I still have shit left to prove, maybe that's your view then

Or maybe I still do. Don't like me? Go home and suck a cock

The day I fall off, I might just pass out on a boat dock